Cooking is my prozac, I can't say it any simpler than that. It nourishes my soul and makes me a good person. Whenever I am down, anxious, excited, bored or any other emotion really, I cook. I cook so I can give it away mostly because there is no way in hell my husband and I could eat everything I make and not become obese. And the dog is not immune either, I like to bake him doggy friendly treats as well, which he normally turns his nose up at and they go to his very appreciative doggy friends, Weezy and Sampson. He's kind of a jerk. Back to Jenn and I.....
We have recently discovered the joys of "macaron days" in which she taught me how to make the most sublime little cookie I had ever tasted! They are tricky little buggers, but after our first day, we were most successful:
When you can make something like this, who cares if you don't have a job, right?
-Jenny
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